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216 Ava: Going to Sister Miriam Again (II)

216 Ava: Going to Sister Miriam Again (II)

"What do you mean, consume her?" Jericho demands, his eyes

narrowed.

Sister Miriam sighs, flicking ash from the end of her cigarette. "Magic is a living thing, wolf. It has a will of its own. And right now, Ava's magic is wild, untamed. If she doesn't le to control it, it

will control her."

When they still stand there, waiting for more, she rolls her eyes, making even that seem almost elegant, even if the rest of her face is too blank to make it seem natural. "Your girl will go boom, wolf. And everything around her will pay the price."

"What's the difference between now and before?"

Sister Miriam's brows draw together slowly, just a little out of sync. Sometimes, she acts so naturally. Other times, it's like she can't

control her entire face. This is one of those times, and the wrongness of it causes shudders of repulsion. "Before?"

It's a struggle to find the correct wording. "When I first got my powers. I went into heat. It was painful."

"Ah." Her brow smooths out almost instantly, and it's fascinating. Like there was something beneath her skin, and it just dashed out, leaving it flat and expressionless. "Yes. It was more of a half-awakening." She holds out her hand, tight as a fist.

"Once, you were empty. Then, small cracks appeared, allowing the power to flow within." She opens her fist a little, spreading her fingers, as though holding onto an invisible ball. "This is the state

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will tap into this power in times of immense stress." Memories of running through the forest, almost as fast as Lucas in his wolf form, flash through my mind. Sister Miriam nods, seeing whatever expression on

this. But you cannot feel it, no matter how hard

a connection with the power inside you. It's a contract, of sorts. Can you feel it?

whisper; hearing her say what only I've experienced

her side. "You have no control over that

can barely see over their shoulders. "You're doing a lot of talking but no real explanations. You know too much for someone who isn't around. How?

Miriam sneers at the old shifter, and

is what you are taught, isn't it? That your wolf territory is sacred. That any who

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human government. Until such

mocks. "Your petty little

Kellan's back tenses, and I grab onto his elbow,

answers from Sister Miriam;

the two men. They don't let me at first, but Jericho eventually grunts and steps to the side, letting

once again calm toward me, with no hint of the fury she

it because I'm

The building she was in doesn't exist anymore. It's like

her ruby eyes narrowing. "You worked with the Fae? Child, what were you thinking? You don't know enough about this world to step foot in it without

mentor."

with a frown. "We

and butter, wolf." Sister